Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

The group followed Tang Jiannan into the manor. Several guards with knives stood on both sides of the hall, their heads and faces covered with black cloth, only their wary eyes showing.

An eight-immortal table was placed in the center of the hall. Tang Jiannan walked to one side and sat down, while Young Master Zhao and his group sat at the other end.

After the two were seated, the purple-haired youth walked out from the back door, holding a brocade box in his hands.

The brocade box is carved with dragons and phoenixes and inlaid with sparkling jade and jewels, making it quite dazzling.

Young Master Zhao's eyes lit up, and he said:

"This box is quite nice; I like it."

Tang Jiannan smiled slightly and said:

"The Heavenly Fragrance is inside this brocade box, Young Master Zhao. Let me see what you've traded."

Uncle San took out a wooden box from behind him and placed it on the octagonal table with a dull thud.

The box slowly opened, revealing rows of spirit stones emitting a faint glow, neatly arranged.

Li Pingan said:

"Here are ten thousand spirit stones. Tang Jiannan, please open the box and let everyone see the Heavenly Herb."

Ten thousand spirit stones!

A single Heavenly Herb could fetch such an astronomical price! This was something Li Ping'an never expected.

"Of course, no problem!"

Looking at the heavy wooden crate, Tang Jiannan's smile deepened, while some of his men behind him were already breathing heavily.

Ten thousand spirit stones! That's an enormous sum.

The purple-haired youth swallowed hard, placed the brocade box on the table, and carefully opened it.

All eyes were on the brocade box.

This is a treasure that the Danxian Sect is preparing to use to refine Foundation Establishment Pills!

A soft, dazzling light emanated from the brocade box.

Once the brocade box was fully opened, a small, emerald-green plant, exuding a refreshing fragrance, lay quietly inside.

The blades of grass appear almost transparent, revealing deep, dark green veins within, from which a soft light emanates.

The entire herb gives people a sense of tranquility and serenity, and just looking at it makes one feel much more at peace.

"Heavenly herb...this is truly heavenly herb."

The man in the blue robe's voice trembled slightly, his face filled with surprise and delight.

"Third Uncle, what's the use of this fragrant herb? It looks pretty ordinary to me, like any other herb."

Looking at the green grass in front of him, Young Master Zhao thought that although it was pretty, it couldn't possibly be worth a thousand taels of silver.

"Young Master, this Heavenly Fragrance is not as simple as it looks. It contains a large amount of yin and cold energy, making it a core ingredient for refining Foundation Establishment Pills! Even if you don't refine pills, keeping it with you year-round can prevent the chaos of spiritual energy within your body and prevent cultivation from going astray!"

Upon hearing this, Young Master Zhao's eyes lit up.

"Really? Bring it here, let me take a closer look."

Tang Jiannan then closed the brocade box and smiled:

"If you wish to see it, sir, you can take it back and look at it freely after the transaction is completed. Let's proceed with the exchange of money for goods now."

Zhao Yulin's expression changed, and he said:

"What do you mean? Do you think I'd shortchange you?"

Tang Jiannan glanced at Li Ping'an standing to the side and said calmly:

"Payment first, then delivery. That's the rule."

The man in the blue robe raised an eyebrow and glanced at Tang Jiannan, then stretched out his hand and slapped the wooden box containing the money.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, the wooden crate slid across the table and hurtled toward Tang Jiannan at great speed.

This wooden box must weigh at least 300 jin (150 catties), which shows how strong the blue-robed servant's palm strike was.

What's most impressive is that when he strikes with his palm, he can ensure that the wooden box is evenly stressed and not damaged; that's the most crucial point.

Controlling Qi.

Li Ping'an thought to himself:

No wonder the Zhao family patriarch trusted Zhao Yulin to come to the transaction; it turns out he had a master by his side.

Judging from the current situation, the Zhao family is too arrogant, while Tang Jiannan doesn't take the other side seriously.

It seems that conflict is inevitable.

Li Ping'an only hoped that the transaction could be completed smoothly so that he could leave as soon as possible. He did not want to get involved in any disputes!

Seeing the wooden crate flying towards him, a sinister glint flashed in Tang Jiannan's eyes. He casually reached out and caught it.

The wooden crate came to a steady stop, without Tang Jiannan even moving his body.

The blue-robed man's pupils contracted slightly, and his previously disdainful gaze instantly became filled with vigilance.

"Now you can bring the fragrant herb, right?"

"Give them to them."

Tang Jiannan's tone turned cold, indicating extreme displeasure.

The purple-haired youth closed the brocade box, handed it to the man in blue robes, and quickly returned to Tang Jiannan's side.

"Transaction complete, please return."

Tang Jiannan got up and walked into the inner room without looking back.

"you……"

As Young Master Zhao was speaking, the man in blue robes behind him pressed down on his shoulder.

"Young Master, don't be impulsive. This person is not simple and is not easy to deal with."

"Let's go back first, and wait until tonight..."

Young Master Zhao was taken aback, then understood, and grinned maliciously:

"Alright, Third Uncle, I will come in person then."

"How dare this guy be so disrespectful to our Zhao family? I'd like to see what he's really capable of."

The man in the blue robe nodded, raised his hand, and opened the brocade box to examine it further.

But the moment the brocade box was opened, a burst of thick purple smoke suddenly shot out!

"Ah, this!"

A gasp rang out from the crowd, and thick purple smoke quickly spread throughout the hall, enveloping everyone inside.

Immediately afterwards, shouts of battle erupted outside the door, and the sounds of weapons clashing filled the air.

As soon as the incident occurred, chaos erupted in the hall. All that could be heard were shouts of killing, and through the mist, it seemed as if hundreds or even thousands of people had suddenly appeared in the hall.

"Third Uncle, what... what's going on?"

When had Young Master Zhao ever encountered such a situation? As soon as the thick purple smoke appeared, he was instantly blinded by the fumes and could only cling tightly to the blue-robed man's clothes, his heart filled with panic.

"It's a trick by thieves, young master, don't panic, hold on to me!"

The man in blue robes remained calm and loudly commanded his servants:

"Don't panic, protect the young master, and break through the encirclement."

But then a servant standing on the perimeter said in a panicked voice, "Third Master, we can't get out of there... there are thieves everywhere."

Within the purple mist, screams echoed continuously. Amidst the chaos, a gleaming longsword slashed down at the blue-robed man.

The man in blue robes, recognizing the sound, dodged it and struck the man with a backhand palm, causing him to spit out blood.

Several more people approached, but the man in blue robes dealt with them one by one.

After a few moves, the man in the blue robe suddenly felt his body becoming increasingly unresponsive and was startled to realize it.

This purple mist is poisonous!

We cannot stay here any longer!

Thinking of this, the man in blue robes disregarded his servants and, carrying the pale-faced Zhao Yulin, rushed towards the roof.

"Bang!"

The roof was shattered by the blue-robed man's palm strike, creating a large hole. Just as he was about to rush out through the hole, a bright, large net was suddenly placed over his face.

The bright, shiny thing on this large net is actually a series of sharp, barbed spikes!

The man in the blue robe and Zhao Yulin were covered by the net, instantly torn to shreds by the barbs, and then slammed heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the purple mist in the hall had gradually dissipated, and the ground was littered with the corpses of Zhao family servants, blood flowing everywhere, and limbs and torsos scattered all over the place, a truly gruesome sight.